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Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Wicked Wednesday - do the yucky things

In case you're wondering, yes, those are real lungs in the picture. A local college brought them to the recent Math & Science Night at my son's school. No one got sick or ran off screaming. The children thought it was awesome.

Did I touch the lungs too? You betcha!

We often hear the more we live, the better writers we will be. I completely agree. But it isn't all about doing exciting, clean things. We should experience the stuff that grosses us out too.

Change a baby's stinky diaper, make a bug pie, or walk through the mud with bare feet. And if you're brave, you can go to the next level. I've walked through a swamp and sewage, sat in the back of a garbage truck, and been in the back of a funeral home.

We writers do have spectacular imaginations, but experiencing something will make our writing better. Will I ever write about a character touching lungs? I don't know, but I know how they feel now, and it's not what you would expect.

Go out there and do something yucky!

What is the yuckiest thing you've ever experienced?

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20 comments:

Wow, I don't remember getting to see any organs when I was in school. (That's probably the only time I will ever be able to use that line.)Yuckiest thing? Scrubbing white walls for eight hours was disgusting.

I was forced to disect a frog when I was in school (many years ago). We also disected a pigs heart. Gross!!! I wouldn't want to do it again. I'm getting the shivers just thinking about it. Great post though, Christine and I'm glad your son (and you) had a lot of fun. Have a great week.

I recall dissecting a rat in biology class and measuring the length of its intestines, but I can't seem to remember any other yucky times, even though I know they're out there. I probably just suppressed the memories.

I dissected a squid once, but I found it fascinating, not gross. I also used to go out on rainy nights and help my grandfather collect night crawlers. It wasn't gross then, but I wouldn't touch one now.

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